What kind of bad thoughts can the director have?

Chapter 262 We Have Met Before
"I'm CNMB, what's going on!"

Yang Shu finally cursed like Ding Qiaoqiao.

Had he stepped onto a brightly lit stage, like a guinea pig in a cage, and actually starred in "The Beginning"?
When Director An Fen came to choose a stand-in actor, he still didn't want to distinguish whether he was in a dream or if the real time loop traveled again.

"This must be a dream, it's not such a joke!"

The artist pays attention to the sense of ritual and meaning, and believes that God will not do such meaningless things.

But this is hard to say, maybe it is meaningful. Everyone said that the story of "The Beginning" filmed the year before last was meaningful.

Besides, there are too many things that God has done wrong.

"Don't be impatient, maybe I will wake up the next moment, the memory in my brain is deceiving me."

Yang Shu performed three backhand flips on the spot, followed by a spin somersault, which was the same as last time, and finally a difficult 720-degree back spin kick.

"what!"

All the movements were done in one go, powerful and clean, and the armor rattled, bringing out a gust of wind and throwing out a drop of water.

If you shoot in slow motion, it must be cool.

After a few somersaults, his nose was sore, and his tears seemed to be thrown out together with the rain on his body.

This somersault has not been turned over for several years, and I resist it in my heart.

"Flip your mother!"

However, as Sister Tao said, if everything starts all over again, there is still no choice, there are too many things that cannot be let go.

So whoever said that this scary rebirth dream is meaningless, the meaning is reflected now, and when the dream wakes up, it will definitely be better for Sister Tao and everyone around her.

The onlookers applauded one after another: "Beautiful!"

"Okay!" Director An wiped his face and made a decision on the spot: "It's you."

I remember Luo Xue said that the reason why people wake up after dreaming of death is because there is no relevant memory, and the brain cannot make up the experience after death.

So the quickest way to wake up from this deep dream is to crash your head against the pillars of the Great Qin Palace.

"Bump your mother!"

He couldn't believe everything the experts said, so Yang Shu obediently followed Director An.

"I'll see when I wake up."

……

Chen Shu's voice is magnetic: "Standing on the stage, the passion for performing is uncontrollable, and inspiration bursts out from time to time, so that the whole body is full of the impulse to play freely, but you must control the rhythm. That feeling is really enjoyable."

It's so literary and artistic, but in fact, it's just that I don't dare to pee out quickly.

Yang Shu didn't take her seriously: "The stage performance is like the "Beginning" I filmed. The same plot is repeated every day, as if life is caught in a cycle, and it is easier to fall into numbness."

Brother Chao refuted him with a smile: "That's because you haven't tasted the joy of constant repetition and continuous improvement. Try it someday and you'll understand."

The words are still in my ears, and Yang Shu regards them as nonsense.

"Try a fart!"

In any case, he still hopes to wake up as soon as possible and drive the beautiful woman for a ride in his Porsche.

This time all the way to the east, west is too unlucky.

……

Whether in a dream or in reality, looking back at the days is a blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

At nine o'clock in the evening, in the back garden of the Han Palace Scenic Area, there was a nighttime rivalry between the male and female protagonists of "Langya Bang".

All the crew members got busy, Brother Hu and Sister Tao took their positions, and the makeup artist and costume artist began to make the final check.

Today's temperature is nearly [-] degrees, and the two of them didn't put on their thick fox fur coats until the last moment.

Brother Hu has already entered the state, with a melancholy and preoccupied face.

Sister Tao was much more calm, holding props in both hands, and asked Liu Man to feed her water with a straw thermos.

Just finished filming a set of action scenes, Yang Shu in black night clothes, with a ring-shouldered sword on his back, squatted on the roof of the West Side Hall like an assassin, watching all this from a high position.

If you die in a dream, your brain will wake up if you can't make up the picture of after death.

Then, if you do something in your dream that you have never done, experienced, or seen before, your brain will also not be able to make up a follow-up plot, and you may have to go on strike to wake up the master.

Yang Shu stepped on the rhyme of history, but wanted to disrupt his footsteps, so he did not write a script and pitch it to director An Fen as before.

Therefore, it is impossible for Liu Man to climb up to this palace to chat with him about scripts and cooperation tonight like before.

Compared with five years later, she still looks a little baby fat, her cheeks are a little puffed up, and her temperament is more pure.

Her eyes are very clear, but she also lacks firmness and confidence. She is carrying a large backpack that assistants must have, and looks like a maid.

Yang Shu is a little sentimental these days, looking at Liu Man's listless bear, his nose is a little sore.

He was a little tired, took off the ring head knife to relax his body, and lay down on the glazed tiles on the roof of the hall, staring blankly at the night sky in a daze.

The cool night wind blows the aroma of willow leaves and silver osmanthus, with a touch of sweetness in the fragrance.

The black and blue night sky is silent and gorgeous, the golden stars are bright and far away, and the entire Milky Way is shining and rotating slowly, just like the starry night described by Van Gogh.

There was something wrong with the box lunch of the film crew yesterday, Yang Shu had diarrhea.

Everyone knows the consequences of diarrhea in a dream. If you can't even wake up from this, you will basically never wake up again.

"Let's face it and stop kidding yourself."

There are still four days left for "Langya Bang" to wrap up. At that time, Liu Man and Sister Tao will leave the crew together. It will not be easy to meet again, unless Yang Shu continues to play tricks in Pinghu Film and Television City, waiting for them to follow "Miyue" in a few months. "Biography" crew is back again.

Otherwise, everyone lives in their own dimensions, and it is basically impossible to have intersections, so if you have something to say, you have to hurry up and do something quickly.

"Under the warm sun, I welcome Fragrant, who is the girl, I walked on that small bridge, you play the piano and play sadness..."

Yang Shu's refusal to admit the reality does not mean that he has become a fool. These days, he constantly analyzes what he has experienced and what he should do in the future.

It has been through rebirth five years ago, and related analysis has been done countless times, but there is no conclusion in the end.

In the past few years, he has wondered more than once whether this kind of thing will happen again, and even made a time loop work.

Facts have proved that thinking cannot change destiny, and thinking about nothing is useless except accepting reality.

But you can't let fate make fun of you. The money, honor and beloved woman you have worked so hard to get will all be in vain when you wake up.

"This is too cruel, who will dare to sleep in the future?"

So Yang Shu intends to take another path of performing arts, it is best not to repeat the same mistakes.

For example, you can make your debut by singing, and travel around the world with a microphone, which is convenient, fast, simple and direct.

He quickly sorted out a few catchy saliva songs, the kind of songs that are easy to become popular and can quickly occupy the square dance position, including the "Girl by the Bridge" that he just hummed for Liu Man's feelings. ".

"I said, girl by the bridge, your fragrance, I engrave you in my heart, girl by the bridge, your sadness, I put you in my heart, I don't want you to wander..."

He wants to dedicate this song to his beloved Liu Man, Jiang Shiyu, Sister Tao, Tianxian... and other beautiful women.

"I have to go back to that life, whatever it takes!"

However, he quickly understood that the career of a singer is an old and wrong path. He may be able to sing well, but it is basically wishful thinking to reach his previous heights through singing.

The rules of the game in the entertainment industry have changed long ago. The era of singers has passed. Now the harvester of the music scene is the capital. With the blessing of sound-modifying software, people with tone-deficient can release songs and albums.

A song became popular and then entered the film and television industry. That was the Hong Kong model in the 90s. Now it is different. If you are an actor, you can sing, but a singer may not become an actor. It has already been reversed.

Useless is a scholar, and it may be a wrong path to continue writing and directing. If it develops to the end, it may start all over again one day.

But for Yang Shu, the other paths are even worse. If he wants to start from scratch, he is good at this.

His Royal Highness, Director Kong finally adjusted the team, and shouted: "Attention all departments, keep quiet, and prepare to start shooting!"

Yang Shu heard the sound, jumped down after a few vertical leaps with the help of the high wall.

He quietly touched Liu Man's side.

Liu Man dressed neatly, wearing a blue windbreaker over dark gray casual clothes, her hair was tied behind her head, and her face was as translucent and translucent in the night as suet jade.

Yang Shu looked at it silently for a while, and then greeted softly: "Hi."

Liu Man turned to glance at him, forced a smile, and didn't want to talk to him.

The poplar tree moved closer again, and what came out was the familiar fragrance.

"Hi, I know you, we met a long time ago."

　There is no end to this book...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)